you? You said youâd be up in ten minutes. You know what? It doesnât matter. Iâm just going to bring the girls down to you, okay?â
âUh, actually, bro, me and the boys are at the 40/40 club. I was just about to call you. Why donât you grab the girls and meet up with us here?â
âAre you kidding me? You left without telling me? Why would you do that?â Tyler tensed. He was ready to launch into a lecture on wasting other peopleâs time.
âThe boys were getting bored. We had to roll quick so we wouldnât get caught by the fans. I didnât have time to come upstairs. The manager let us out the back door.â
âYou could have called me. The only reason Iâm here tonight is to meet your friend. What happened with that?â
âHeâs here. Donât trip. Just come meet us.â
âNo, Iâm done for tonight. Later.â Tyler clicked the phone closed before his brother could respond. His anger would ebb quicker if he didnât have to hear the kidâs voice right now.
Great. Now he had to go back to the girls and tell them theyâd crashed this place for nothing. Oh well. Heâd done what he could. Now he just wanted to get home and take a shower. Preferably cold.
As Tyler crossed the room, he saw that Angie seemed to be on the receiving end of an intense sales pitch from one of the Isosceles promoters. Climbing the steps to their bed, he froze, taking in Lilahâs prone form.
Sleeping Beauty.
Her face was burrowed into one of the satin pillows and her feet were curled beneath her. Hair slipped out of her up-do to trickle down her neck. For a fleeting second Tyler had the strong urge to curl up beside her and kiss her awake.
He shook it off. He wasnât Prince Charming in this fairy tale. That role was reserved for someone else.
Moving over to Lilahâs side, Tyler gently lowered his weight onto the bed, careful not to startle her. He leaned over her and softly prodded her shoulder. âLilah, wake up.â
She murmured under her breath and rolled onto her back. Her eyes fluttered open and she gave him a sleepy smile.
âLilah, Iââ
She grabbed his lapel and jerked him downward. Tyler found himself sprawled across Lilahâs body. Then she kissed him.
Wide-eyed, Tyler remained as still as stone as Lilahâs lips explored his. Feeling his ardor resurface, he groaned in defeat and took over the kiss.
He didnât believe in public displays of affection, but no man in his right mind could resist this. She was soft and warm, and her lips had the faint tart taste of green apples.
His tongue surged into her mouth, and when he finally broke the kiss, she moaned in protest. âReggieâ¦â
Tylerâs spine snapped straight and Lilahâs eyes cleared. She was no longer lost in her sleepy alcohol-induced haze. Her eyes were filled with shock and confusion. She opened her mouth to speakâ¦.
Slipping his hand behind her neck, he kissed her with persuasive force. He felt Lilahâs arms curl around him as she leaned into his embrace. Finally he pulled back to look into her eyes.
âMy name is Tyler. And I donât want you to ever make that mistake again,â he said just before his lips found hers.
Chapter 5
L ilah was having an out-of-body experience. There was no other explanation for the surreal dimensions her world had taken on.
Her fingers were caressing the ultrasoft skin on the nape of a man she barely knew. And she was loving it. Her mind began to cloud once again as the sensations of his lips working expertly on hers intensified.
Vaguely, in the distance, she knew she should be resisting. Something about the time and place was completely wrong. But logic couldnât penetrate the fog surrounding her.
âWhoa!â
Tyler released her and her head fell back against the pillows.
Lilah watched the scene unfold as though she were watching a movie. Tyler was
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